so much do do before we lose the track
an echo of the time before we knew
now all of our recalling fades to black
throw your disgust and joy into the sack
and be departed before the first dew
so much to do before we lose the track
your secret agent's the one with the knack
for telling others to forsake the view
now all of our recalling fades to black
survive the mauling and you get the flack
from those who cannot bear the ballyhoo
so much to do before we lose the track
the rule in palace fails in common shack
the queen herself would have to boil the glue
now all of our recalling fades to black
this is the meaning of the firm attack
what happens when we tune the set to blue
so much to do before we lose the track
now all of our recalling fades to black
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
23 May 2008
having a last fling
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